“Twenty bucks says thatI can make Slade snap before needing to tap out.”
It helps offer him a necessary distraction to hold out. “Thirty bucks on him coming down your throat.”
Cin throws his hand in the pot with a laugh. “Fifty on him spilling his load without even being inside of her.”
All of the bets have Slade grinning, as if he’s ready to turn celibate simply for the bragging rights of victory. Naturally, it’s the perfect moment to wrap my fingers around the base of his cock and flick my tongue over the head, swallowing him down. Hollowing out my cheeks, I concentrate on toying with him while Kaige bucks his hips, forcing me to swallow Slade down far enough that I gag, having to pull back and face his amused smirk.
“Tempting, but you’re going to have to try harder than that, love,” he taunts, and I narrow my eyes, abandoning him completely.
Cinjin awkwardly slides into position on the bed under me, and I ignore the others to give him my undivided attention. The silicone sleeve leaves the head of his cock exposed, adding another inch and texture to his length that I’ll admit, has me intrigued.
A girl reads about plenty of monster dick, but she so rarely gets the opportunity to try one out.
Agonizingly slowly, I lower myself onto Cinjin, and with it comes a delicious friction that pulls a soft moan from my lips. The textured sleeve makes everything ten times more intense, the edges on top leaving me biting my lip long before I’ve even gotten to the ridges, maybe even appreciating the way that spot hits more than what was intended. By the time Cin bottoms out, sinking to the hilt, I’m pretty sure I’ve forgotten how to breathe.
Between him and Kaige, the pressure is so intense that any miniscule movement has my body trembling, clenching around them both. It’s an agonizing predicament of wanting more, while at the same time, it’s nearly too much to bear. They’re simply... everything, and yet, not enough.
“Still up for that experiment we talked about earlier?”
When nobody objects, I reach an arm behind me, palming the nape of Kaige’s neck while rolling my hips, riding them both. Before he can come, I use the contact to siphon from him, using it as a distraction. Between the overwhelming onslaught of sensations comes the flood of pain and longing; everything that makes Kaige who he is.
Unlike the memories I pulled from the others, what I get from Kaige is simply emotion. The flood of desperation hits bone deep with all of the subtlety of a drill, halting my movements. It’s a rush of yearning, encouraging me to chase down any lead that puts me on the path towards a solution to this agonizing ache that consumes my entire being. Every nerve ending feels like it’s being pulled apart, lost without a sense of direction and desperately seeking anything that makes sense.
Then, peace. Cool, calm, and absolute, even though nothing’s actually been solved. But the solution is staring me in the face, my reason for being making herself known and every chaotic sensation finally settling into place. Nothing, and I meannothing,makes sense in a world where you don’t have anything you’re willing to fight to protect. Now? It doesn’t matter that nothing makes sense. I have a reason, and that’s the only thing I ever wanted.
Shaking my head, I focus on the feeling of Cinjin’s fingers around my wrist, pinning me against his chest. With a long exhale, relief floods my body as Kaige slides a hand down my arm, tightening around my ribcage and reminding me of the most important thing.
I’m not alone anymore.
“Slade?” Instantly, his eyes meet mine, and I find enough worry in his gaze to kick myself in the ass, clearly unable to conceal the slip as much as I’d hoped. Chucking the emotional onslaught I took from Kaige into my proverbial burn pile with a sigh of relief. “Do me a favor?”
“Of course,” he responds immediately, gaze raking over me once more in concern.
Wetting my lips, I swallow, praying the heat in my cheeks is written off as a side effect of our current activities instead of embarrassment. “Let me see how much you enjoy seeing me getting thoroughly fucked by your brother and his friend.”
If I thought shadows were dancing in his eyes before, it’s nothing to the way they consume them now. Slade’s inner demon may not be a separate entity fighting for control, but it’s still there, enjoying it alongside him.
“That, my love, is a dangerous request.” Still, he palms his cock, slowly pumping himself.
As Kaige slams into me, I suck in a sharp breath, clenching around him and Cinjin. “Oh? And why’s that?”
Holding my stare, he smirks. “Because it’s tempting to show them how it’s really done.”
My hips jerk as Cinjin pinches my clit, amusement alighting his gaze. “If I didn’t want to win the bet before, I certainly do now. How about it, beautiful? I’ll split the money with you if you help me win.”
Kaige gently bites the side of my neck, and I clench around them both. Muffling his groan, he bites down harder, threatening to break skin, and it only serves to have me tightening further, on the brink of coming again.
“If you’re going to help anyone cheat their way to victory, it should be me,” he teases, racing his fingertips down the column of my neck. “As someone that’s had the pleasure of coming down your throat, I’d definitely recommend.” As I flutter around them, he continues his taunting. “Isn’t that right, Slade? There are few things better than the feeling of our mate’s lips wrapped around your cock as you force her to swallow you down.”
“Fuck, I’ve unleashed another one.”
Three dark chuckles surround me before Cinjin circles my clit faster, gripping my hip and slamming me down hard as he lifts his hips. Cursing as I combust around them, Kaige wraps a hand around my throat, pulling from me in a last-ditch effort to stave off coming. It only serves to drag out my orgasm, compounding with the rush of pleasure in the best form of stress relief. Kaige loses the battle, cock jerking as he comes in my ass, pinning me back against his heaving chest.
Panting, I come down from my high, languidly rolling my hips and lazily riding Cin through the aftershocks. As Kaige pulls out, so does Cinjin. In a flash, he simultaneously rolls us and swipes out an arm, the clattering of a few toys falling to the floor. Capturing one of my legs, he slings it over his shoulder while pinning the other straight against the mattress. Holding my gaze, he slowly presses into me, each ridge on the sleeve wrapped around his cock dragging out the trembling aftershocks.
The promise of violence resonates in Kaige’s voice. “Fuck, I’m not sure if this is better or worse, Sabrina. Flashes of images are one thing, but living the memory through your eyes?” Scrubbing a hand down his face, he paces the room. “We shouldn’t have let you talk us into letting Annika walk away in Khalida. When this business with Ash is settled, we should tie up the rest of our loose ends just to be safe, starting with her."
Cinjin saves me from answering. “Pretty sure no girl wants you to talk about her mom while she’s getting fucked, Kaige. Keep your hit list to yourself.”
